Money!

Money you are a bat
The pilot of all good and bad
To love you is evil, to hate you penury
Sure, man cannot avoid you
I pity him whom you drive
He who has no grip on you
His wife sure is another man’s
On his chicks, let him sign a waiver
Let him learn in society
To maintain the golden rule of silence
Because no good idea can ever
From a poverty-soaked mouth emanate
Let him not at all worry
His peers who for this bird called money
Have found a cage will unbiased decide
What daily of him becomes
And as far as he can gather enough strength
To cheerfully hail, “baba o!”
Why, the crumbs is sure.

(c)Femi Olatunji 2004

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